Sunday, April 30, 2023

A letter to a daughter on her 10th birthday! Wisdom from Shrimad Bhagwad Gita.

 

Dearest Aamu

As I sit down to write this, I am besotted with so many lovely memories of the decade gone by…today as you get ready to celebrate your first double digit birthday, for me, the moment seems so surreal, it sets in a feeling of déjà vu!

Well…well…my eyes are slightly moist (yes, dads cry too…) but these are tears of joy…exactly today, and I remember so vividly…I am outside the operation theatre, the door opens and the doctor aunty steps outside carrying you …you look so confused, I guess the light and sound outside must have been bewildering, and then my first glimpse of you, oh, how I was scared of picking you up, you were so tiny, I thought I might drop you…!

From then till today, oh, what a roller coaster ride it has been…never realized how the days grew wings and flew by…from the wobbly bobbly baby in my arms…to the confident young girl you have grown into…ready to take on the world on your own terms (well, for Baba, you are still daddy’s little girl!)

This is now an annual ritual with me, and I cherish writing these letters to you, I know, your friends might wonder what sort of old school is this, but to me, these are best gifts I can give, and I am sure, you will realize them as well (as you read them and start to import their meaning.)

Today, I am going to discuss something very different, something I haven’t spoken about in my previous letters. What I share today is something that came into existence thousands of years ago…yet it remains eternally young!

Whenever the human mind has been clouded in gloom and despair, and the darkest part of the night seemed never ending, the teachings of this ancient text has brought a ray of hope…always filled our minds and hearts with warm sunshine!

Yes, you guessed it right, today, on your 10th birthday, let me share with you few shlokas from the Shrimad Bhagavad Gita. I am sure, these teachings will always hold you in good stead. Whenever in life you are happy, or you are sad, you feel you have best of moments or you feel everything is going downhill, please turn to the eternal wisdom given to Arjuna by Bhagwan Shri Krishna himself, in the battle field of Kurukshetra, millennia ago!

 

Let us begin.

Action and Hard work (Chapter 2, verse 47)

कर्मण्येवाधिकारस्ते मा फलेषु कदाचन |
मा कर्मफलहेतुर्भूर्मा ते सङ्गोऽस्त्वकर्मणि || 47 ||

karmay-evādhikāras te mā phalehu kadāchana
m
ā karma-phala-hetur bhūr mā te sago stvakarmai

Today you are a student and tomorrow you will be in another sphere of your career, remember, your job always is to perform the task given to you well, do not unnecessarily worry about the result, that is outside your control. Do every task with a detached mind, which means, whatever you do, do it well and as an offering to the Lord and then sit back and relax.

If your action is well intentioned, you are have performed it to the best of your ability, the results will always be for the good of humanity.

 

Greed (Chapter 16, verse 21)

त्रिविधं नरकस्येदं द्वारं नाशनमात्मन: |
काम: क्रोधस्तथा लोभस्तस्मादेतत्त्रयं त्यजेत् || 21||

tri-vidha narakasyeda dvāra nāśhanam ātmana
k
āma krodhas tathā lobhas tasmād etat traya tyajet

These are profound lines – 3 things are always to be avoided – lust, anger and greed. As a student, the grip of these 3 can be like vices and once possessed will surely lead one to downfall. Lust here means too much liking for a material object or an object which appeals to our senses. If we are enamored with something, it can be an object or even an idea, it will give rise to greed, which if unchecked, will result in anger.

Lot of times, for reasons beyond our control, we might not get whatever we desire, and this might result into anger. As a student, too much indulgence with smartphones, or television will surely affect your studies. Friendships which border on too much intimacy, can also fetter us.  Whenever you are in doubt, remember this verse.

 

Happiness and sorrow (Chapter 2, verse 14)

 मात्रास्पर्शास्तु कौन्तेय शीतोष्णसुखदु: खदा: |
आगमापायिनोऽनित्यास्तांस्तितिक्षस्व भारत || 14||

mātrā-sparśhās tu kaunteya śhītoha-sukha-dukha-dā
āgamāpāyino nityās tans-titikhasva bhārata

Happiness and sorrow, these two are always chasing us or maybe we chase them. As humans, we are obsessed with being happy, and as your jaunts to the library increases, you will be surprised at the number of self-help books dedicated to ‘being happy.’ And, therein lies the paradox…if we chase happiness, we do not get it…similarly, if we avoid sorrow, it will still pay us a visit.

Happiness and sorrow are temporary, our over dependence on our sense organs is the root cause. Nothing is permanent, if we go about our lives with a detached mind, not being over excited if we achieve something or feel morose if we do not, we will always remain balanced, calm and peaceful.

A very handy tip for a student, I am sure, you will agree.

 

Anger (Chapter 2, verse 63)

क्रोधाद्भवति सम्मोह: सम्मोहात्स्मृतिविभ्रम: |
स्मृतिभ्रंशाद् बुद्धिनाशो बुद्धिनाशात्प्रणश्यति || 63||

krodhād bhavati sammoha sammohāt smiti-vibhrama
sm
iti-bhranśhād buddhi-nāśho buddhi-nāśhāt praaśhyati

Remember we spoke about this in Chapter 16, verse 21 as well.

Let us discuss this a bit more, as this is something that is very difficult to control, and for students, it can jeopardize an entire career.

Have you ever seen a thin covering of mist (in the area where we live, it is smog) hogging the sunlight? Poor visibility is an invitation to accidents. Anger is like this, it clouds our judgement, which results in spoiling our memory, which in turn destroys our intellect. What else is left after that, our downward journey has started, isn't it?

Anger is like credit card, use now, pay later! Act now, repent later!

When anger grips you, you commit mistakes which you repent at leisure. Now, you might question, then do we not get angry when we see unfair things happening around us? Yes, my dear you must, but this anger needs to be channelized well, else merely getting angry, is all sound and fury signifying nothing. It can even harm you in the long run.

Mediate more, sit down and observe your breath, count up to 2o, drink a glass of cold water – these are few tips that you can use when anger starts raise its ugly hood.

 

Responsibility (Chapter 2, verse 38)

सुखदु:खे समे कृत्वा लाभालाभौ जयाजयौ |
ततो युद्धाय युज्यस्व नैवं पापमवाप्स्यसि || 38||

sukha-dukhe same kitvā lābhālābhau jayājayau
tato yuddh
āya yujyasva naiva pāpam avāpsyasi

Do not forget, the Shrimad Bhagwad Gita is wisdom imparted to Arjuna by Bhagwan Shri Krishna in the battle field, when Arjuna is utterly confused about killing his enemies, who are in fact, his kith and kin.

In this verse, Shri Krishna says, all work should be done with a sense of duty and responsibility, and not because it brings us happiness or gain.

A soldier on duty at the borders, his job is to defend is motherland, if there is an enemy attack, he needs to kill them to protect his motherland. He should not worry too much being right or wrong here. That will not help.

As a student, your primary aim is to study and learn new things, study for the sake of studying and not because you have to score marks or pass an examination.

The knowledge you gain should be able to make you a better person, it should uplift others as well.

 

Fearlessness (Chapter 2, verse 20)

न जायते म्रियते वा कदाचि
नायं भूत्वा भविता वा न भूय: |
अजो नित्य: शाश्वतोऽयं पुराणो
न हन्यते हन्यमाने शरीरे || 20||

na jāyate mriyate vā kadāchin
nāya
bhūtvā bhavitā vā na bhūya
ajo nitya
śhāśhvato ya purāo
na hanyate hanyam
āne śharīre

This shloka is my favorite and discusses the eternal nature of our soul. Most of us identify ourselves with the body, and the entire life, we fuss about it. The body is perishable, it grows old and starts to wither and finally crumbles, and that is a cause of pain for us.

The moment you switch on the TV or flip through a magazine, you see thousands of voices screaming at you or hundreds of faces ogling at you – they are all trying to sell you hacks and remedies of keeping this body young and beautiful. How naïve!

The soul has always existed, it is neither born nor does it die. The moment you have this epiphany, you are liberated from all your fears. This realization is so unique – just close your eyes for a minute and bring your attention to your soul or the Self within – is it not amazing, you have in you something that has seen the creation from the very beginning and will be there till the very end, well, I contradict myself, for the soul there is no beginning or no end! 

Profound and life altering! Wake up, my child, and roar like a lioness, there is nothing stopping you, be fearless!

 

Mind – the all powerful (Chapter 6, verse 5)

उद्धरेदात्मनात्मानं नात्मानमवसादयेत् |
आत्मैव ह्यात्मनो बन्धुरात्मैव रिपुरात्मन: || 5||

uddhared ātmanātmāna nātmānam avasādayet
ātmaiva hyātmano bandhur ātmaiva ripur ātmana

Do you know that we actually live in our minds? It is our best friend and also our worst enemy. Confused, well, let me explain. The mind is a wonderful instrument at our disposal. If we can befriend it, it can elevate our life, and you will be able to accomplish many feats (even things which seem impossible.)

Remember, the world’s greatest inventions, were, in fact, a mere thought in someone’s mind to begin with. Similarly, the world’s greatest disasters (like the bombing of Japan during WWII) were again a diabolical thought in someone’s mind.

So, train your mind well, read good books, sit with wise people, listen to uplifting music, spend your time in nature and most importantly meditate. Meditation (a topic I will pick up in my future letters) is slowing down and focusing your attention on your breathing, the slower your breath is, the more controlled your mind is. It also helps you connect with your soul – your true self.

A controlled mind will help you focus better, you will have more clarity of thought, and this will make you a well-rounded individual.

The Shrimad Bhagwad Gita is not only our holy book, it is a timeless masterpiece, a classic self help guide, a best friend, guide and mentor one can ever have.

Let me make bold by saying that there is no need to read any other book on how to live life…Shrimad Bhagwad Gita is the culmination of the human mind’s eternal quest to know the true nature of our own selves.

The dawn has just broken, and as the rays of the rising sun dispels the night’s darkness, I pray this to Shri Krishan for you, my child, on your 10th birthday  

 असतो मा सद्गमय 
तमसो मा ज्योतिर्गमय 
मृत्योर्मा अमृतं गमय 
 शान्तिः शान्तिः शान्तिः 

Om Asato Maa Sad-Gamaya |
Tamaso Maa Jyotir-Gamaya |
Mrtyor-Maa Amrtam Gamaya |
Om Shaantih Shaantih Shaantih ||

Lead us from the unreal to the real
Lead us from darkness to light
Lead us from death to immortality
Aum peace, peace, peace!

May the light of the Shrimad Bhagwad Gita illumine your path today and fore ever! May you continue to shine and as you shine, let others shine as well!

Love

Baba

30th April 2023

Gurgaon, 06:42AM

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Tuesday, May 3, 2022

Letter to Aamu on completing nine wonderful years - Happy birthday love!

Dearest Aamu

Finally, the day is here...I know how longingly you wait for this…the countdown begins almost months in advance.

This year the day is going to even more special as you will be meeting your friends after almost two years…the pandemic playing spoilsport twice. Although you were ingenious enough to celebrate your previous two birthdays online…keeping up with the trend. Yet, nothing can beat the in-person meeting...the bonhomie of the girl gang and the way you and your friends run riot at the birthday venue…never ever thinking that it could be embarrassing for poor parents...you make us look so – oh, cannot face the other guests in the eye types!

Honestly, we love all these..although we do not tell you, but all of these makes us a child again!

The adult is us, at times, feels tired of being grown up, longs to be young again and hark back to the good ol’days!

This year, Aamu, as I sit down to pen this, I am inundated with myriad thoughts, what do i write to you?

You have completed nine years and stepping in your tenth, which means you are a grown up lady now. Your thoughts have started to show maturity – this is amply visible in the advice you keep doling out to your friends and sometimes to us as well. We adore them, not sure of your friends though!

So, this year I am going to take a detour…instead of writing the usual things that I discuss and talk about in this annual ritual now…I am going to tell you a story.

I can see your eyes sparkle…I know you love a good story any day…although today’s story might not be as interesting as the exploits of Feluda and Tapesh (from Satyajit Ray’s – The Adventures of Feluda) – I promise; however, it will be a true story!  Truth can sometimes be stranger than fiction, so sit tight darling, fasten your seat belt, close your eyes…and let your baba do the talking now.

A girl with dreams in her eyes gets on a train. She is a national level volleyball player and this train will take her closer to her dream of getting a job. Or so she thought.

As she settles down, and starts to pick up conversations with fellow passengers, a commotion in the farther end of the compartment bothers her. Not able to understand the matter, she volunteers to find out.

Now, you cannot imagine in your wildest dreams and neither could the girl of what is going to happen next – the next few minutes are going to change the life of this girl forever!

As she nears the scene of the confusion, she finds to her utter surprise that a band of robbers were asking the passengers to hand over all their jewelry, cash and other valuables at gun point! The moment they saw her, they simply asked her to hand over her stuff as well.

If I was in her place, I would have panicked and done as directed by the bandits. Not her, she being a national level player – she always had a mind of her own – decided to fight back!

Imagine a lone girl picking up a fight with bandits armed with weapons!

She was never a match for a group of armed bandits, finding her a nuisance, they push her out of the moving train! The very same moment, another train was approaching, she hits this train and fells down on the tracks, in the melee that ensues, the passing train runs over her left leg and she passes out!

She does gain her senses and then passes out again. This keeps happening for the rest of the night and no one comes to her rescue. Her searing pain – cannot be described in words, the fields rats run all over her, she feels them but cannot do anything. 

In between her coming to senses and passing out, she realizes she has broken other bones in her body as well! She wants to shout but cannot force words out of her mouth!

In the morning, the villagers discover her and take her to the nearby hospital from where she is moved to a bigger hospital and finally lands up in New Delhi, in the trauma center of India’s largest hospital.

The doctors are desperate to save her life, unfortunately, they are not able to save one of her legs – in a matter of few hours – a national level volleyball player becomes an amputee!

Let me pause here (my throat is dry and while I gulp down a glass of water;) I want you to think for a moment all that the girl went through in a matter of hours! I know it was painful, but at times, pain is the harbinger of something great, something colossus that it is difficult for the human mind to fathom.

This is how the next chapter of her life unfolds.

Lying on the hospital bed, this girl makes a silent resolve – of not just getting up and walking again but a moonshot of a resolve – of climbing the world’s highest peak – Mt. Everest!

My goodness, is she out of her mind – I am sure you are thinking the same, like her family and her friends thought too; at the moment; when she discussed this with them.

A girl without a leg (the doctors later fix a prosthetic leg on her) decides to not just crawl or walk or run but climb Mt. Everest – sounds fictional – I told you truth is stranger than fiction!

I am going to cut a long story short and will spare you the pain, the trial and tribulations of this girl as she sets out to achieve her dream – I am doing this not to belittle her struggles – of that I have deep respect – I am doing this more to keep this letter short and also to save you a lot of reading on her, I am sure you will find a quiet corner in your school library and read up all about her.

Now this is straight out of a movie scene – the lone girl who did not blink twice before taking on robbers laced with weapons in a moving train – the same girl with a prosthetic leg not just climbs Mt. Everest but goes on to climb Mount Kilimanjaro (Tanzania), Mount Elbrus (Russia), Mount Kosciusko (Australia), Mount Aconcagua (South America), Mount Denali (North America) and Mount Vinson in Antarctica! 

Now, now, do not open your eyes! I know you must be wondering who is this super girl. Just hold on for a few more minutes, my story is not over yet.

Let me take you back to the hospital bed in the trauma center where a lone girl makes a silent resolve. What do you think – how is it possible for a human being to achieve a super human feat?

And here is what I really want you to focus – when you make a resolve – and it has be a true resolve – you make a bond with your inner self – if your intentions are serious – the gods in heaven bless you – they go out of the way to ensure you fulfill your resolve – not that there is any magic happening here – you will have to walk on fire – you will be subject to intense tests – but you must stay put – your resolve needs to be steely, your spirit adamantine and lo and behold – you will find one day that you have done what you set out to do!

Hard work, grit and determination are what makes a human a super human! Others might call it luck. The super heroes do not wear a halo around their head, nor do the carry a Midas stone in their bag – they simply dig their heels in and fight back!

They have their share of detractors, their share of bad weather but they are hardened sailors and know well how to weather any storm. They know that dawn is just after the darkest hour of the night!

There ends my story. This is also my message for you on your birthday, my love. I am wrapping it with all the wishes and blessings and sending it your way – this, I want you to  know – if you believe it – you can achieve it! You can trust your Baba on this.

Love, you can open your eyes now, the story that I shared today is none other than Arunima Sinha’s – she is the world’s first female amputee sportsperson to do this remarkable feat of climbing all the tallest peaks in seven continents including Mt. Everest – the world’s tallest peak!

I know you will read more about her as you grow up. 

Once again, enjoy your day, have loads of fun, stay blessed, healthy and happy.

And whenever in doubt, remember Arunima, her story will always motivate you and urge you to do great things.

Love

Baba

30th April 2022                            

Sunday, June 20, 2021

Nagaraj – The Story of the deadly Cobra.

Long ago, in a remote village in Bengal there lived a cobra in a hole under a large tree.

The cobra was a very angry snake and its bite was very poisonous.

It would bite anyone who came near the tree. Many people had been bitten and few even died due to the cobra’s poison.

The entire village feared the cobra and avoided visiting the side of the field where the tree stood.

One evening a young monk came to the village to stay for a few days. After resting the night at the village temple, he woke up early next morning and started looking for a spot where he could meditate. He saw the large tree and decided to meditate under it.

As he started walking towards the tree, the farmers working in the nearby fields became alarmed.

‘No, no Maharaj, they cried. ‘Don’t go anywhere near that tree!’

‘Why not?’ asked the monk surprisingly, ‘What’s wrong with it?’

‘You are new to our village,’ one of the farmers replied, ‘so you don’t know. A terrible cobra lives under the tree. He is very poisonous and is always angry. He has bitten many people, and they have all died.’

‘He won’t bite me,’ said the monk calmly.

It was the farmers turn to be surprised. ‘Why not?’ they asked. ‘How do you know he won’t bite you? He is a very wicked snake. You should be careful.’

‘He won’t bite,’ the monk smiled.  ‘You can come with me in case you don’t believe; and see for yourself.’

But the farmers were scared and did not want to go near the cobra. So, they told the monk that they were busy and had work in the fields.

As the monk drew near the tree, there was no sign of the cobra. He was about to sit down to meditate when suddenly he could hear an angry hissing sound.

Suddenly, the cobra appeared out of its hole. The monk stood up still.

The cobra raised its hood and bared its fangs. The monk remained calm.

Without any provocation, the cobra lunged at him with the intention of biting. The monk swiftly moved aside and barely missed the cobra’s bite.

The cobra was now very angry. It prepared for the assault again. This time the monk did not stand still. The moment the cobra was about to shoot out its fangs, the monk started reciting a mantra.

Immediately, the cobra withdrew its fangs, lowered his hood, and lay down the at the feet of the monk as harmless as an earthworm.

‘I am sitting under the tree to meditate, do not disturb me,’ the monk told the cobra.

‘Sure, Maharaj, as you wish,’ replied the cobra keeping its hood down,

The monk meditated for many hours. When he opened his eyes, the cobra was still at his feet.

‘So, you are still here,’ asked the monk in a gentle voice.

‘Yes, Maharaj, replied the cobra humbly.

‘I heard from the villagers that you are very dangerous,’ said the monk, ‘and you bite people. Sometimes people die due to your poison. Do you know this?’

‘Yes, Maharaj, I know my poison can cause people to die,’ said the cobra.

‘Then?’ replied the monk. ‘Don’t you think it is a very wrong thing to do?’

‘Yes, Maharaj,’ said the cobra. ‘I often wish I could get rid of my bad temper, but I don’t know how to?’

The monk took pity on the cobra and said, ‘I will teach you a mantra which you should repeat daily, you will become good and gentle and will never harm anybody.’

The cobra seemed happy and bowed at the feet of the monk accepting him as his guru.

The monk gave the name Nagaraj to the cobra and taught him the holy mantra.

‘I shall now leave you,’ the monk said. ‘I am leaving the village and shall see you again after a year.’ Remember to repeat the holy mantra and not bite anyone.’

‘Very well Maharaj,’ the snake replied.

Now the word spread in the village like wildfire that the cobra has stopped biting people. Initially the villagers could not believe their ears, they carefully visited the tree to ascertain for themselves. When they saw the cobra had indeed become gentle and mended his ways, their joy knew no bounds.

Slowly, the villagers forgot about the cobra. Now there were few boys in the village who were very naughty. When they realized that the cobra would mean no harm, they started bothering it unnecessarily.

They would throw stones and poke sticks at him. The cobra never said anything. He kept repeating the holy mantra the monk had taught him.

From the group, there was one boy who took great pleasure in torturing the cobra. One day the cobra had just come out of the hole to look for food. The boy was lying in wait, with a big stone in his hand. He threw the stone at the cobra with all his might. The stone broke the back of the cobra and it started bleeding. A few seconds later, the cobra became unconscious. Thinking the cobra to be dead, the boy picked up the cobra by his tail and started swinging it around.

Round and round and round the boy swung the cobra and then released him with all its might. The cobra flew out his hand and thud, it hit his head against a tree and there was blood all around. Dancing with joy, and proud of what he just did, the boy ran to inform his friends that he had finally killed the cobra.

But the cobra did not die. It lay there unconscious for a long time. Finally, when it became unconscious it slowly crept back to his hole. Throughout this entire ordeal he kept on repeating the holy mantra the monk had taught and did not harbor any ill feeling for the boy.

For many days, the cobra dared not peep out from his hole out during the day. It only came out during the night, ate whatever few leaves or fruits it could find on the ground and then slow crept back to his hole.

Time passed. It was almost a year now. True to his word, the monk returned to the village and went straight to the tree to meet his disciple.

‘Nagaraj, Nagaraj, where are you?’ he called out to the cobra.

Hearing his guru’s voice, the cobra became happy and slowly came out of the hole to meet him.

The monk was aghast to see the cobra’s present condition. He had become very thin, there were bruises all over his body and he looked ill.

‘Nagaraj, who did this you? You looked thin and very ill,’ the monk took the cobra in his lap and gently stroking his head, asked him.

The cobra had become very pure by repeating the holy mantra repeatedly. He had even forgotten about the incident and now remembering it felt no malice towards the boy who did this to him.

‘Maharaj, the village boys did this to me, well, boys are boys, they are naughty at times,’ replied the cobra in a feeble voice, ‘When they got to know that I had stopped biting, they started making fun of me, threw stones at me.’

‘Oh, Lord, Nagaraj, you are such a foolish snake!’ the monk exclaimed.  ‘Why did you let them to do this to you, their prank could have killed you?’

‘Yes, Maharaj, luckily I did not die, the cobra replied,’ but what could I do? You had instructed me to be good and not bite anyone.’

‘Yes, Nagaraj, I told you not to bite anyone, the monk said,’ ‘but that does not mean you cannot hiss, your hiss is enough to scare even adults and they were just boys.’

The cobra realizing his mistake said, ‘Yes, Maharaj, you are right, I did not want to bite anyone, but i could have surely hissed. From now on no one will dare bother me.’

So, from then on, the cobra lived happily under the tree, everyone respected him, if anyone came too close to bother, he bared his fangs and hissed.

Moral – Being good is not a weakness. We should not harm anyone, but if anyone causes us harm, we must be prepared to hiss or show our strength to protect our lives.

 


Friday, April 30, 2021

A letter to Aamu on completing 8 wonderful years.

 

30 April

Gurgaon

Hello love

This time of the year again! I have been eagerly waiting for this and so have you. Each day, for the past one month, you drove me crazy asking how many days it is still to go. Well, our wait is over, today is the day – your day! Yes, your birthday, my gorgeous!

On this day, not just you, two other people are equally excited, if not more. Well, you guessed it right. Your Maa and I. We still remember the tiny you, fluffy as a cotton candy, as I carried you home from the hospital. My heart still skips a beat thinking of the surreal moment!

Then those times, when you would implore me to chase the monsters from under your bed, they still make me smile as I think of them. Today, my heart swells with pride as I see you as a smart and confident young person who has a mind of her own and is not scared to voice her opinion when it matters.

Like each year, as I sit down to pen this letter (this is now an annual ritual which I enjoy and look forward to,) I also take the time to reflect on the year gone by.

As parents how did we fare? I am sure there are so many things we could have done but missed doing. Or stuff we did, I am sure, could have been done differently or even better. There was so much more to share with you, so many to stories to narrate. We could have smiled more often, cuddled you closer, hugged you tighter and encouraged you more. Places yet to be visited, journeys to be undertaken, dreams yet to be dreamt…

I wish, someday, there is a score card for parents too.

The year gone by has been unprecedented, it will be recorded in our history books with a special footnote – when the world literally shut down!  The corona pandemic played havoc in our lives, many of us lost a loved one. With no medicine or vaccine in sight then (thankfully the vaccine is available now,) living with the thought of contracting the deadly virus was very real and daunting.

Schools, colleges, markets, and places of worship – everything shut shop. Lockdown was announced, akin to being under house arrest. Masks and sanitizers become our constant companions. Frequent washing of hands with soap became second nature. Anything brought inside the home had to be properly sanitized including edible items.

The only saving grace was technology. It is the unifier in these troubled times. Zoom and Skype calls became the new normal. Not just office meetings, even birthday celebrations and family get togethers turned completely virtual. There were few instances when couples even got married virtually. Hope they are united now.

The pandemic has been ruthless, the worst hit were children. Parents and teachers were completely at their wits end. It took a lot of thinking on their part to figure out creative ways of engaging children at home. The children, of course, have been very supportive. Most of you did not even fully understand the import of the lockdown rules and the reason it was imposed, yet your entire brigade rose to the occasion and listened to us elders without question.

The worst is behind us now. The vaccine is out and as I write this, there are scores of us who are getting the shots. The real heroes have been the healthcare professionals and the front-line workers who risked their own lives to ensure we stayed safe. We must be eternally grateful to them. 

 The pandemic may have held the world to ransom. It tried its level best to spread fear and uncertainty in the minds of everyone. It was almost successful till it was pitted against human resilience.

Of all the things the year 2020 will be remembered for, it will be the saga of human resilience - the unique ability of humans to bounce back from an adversity. As we lift ourselves by the sheer strength of our resolve, we also extend a helping hand to others and in the process lift them too.

So many of us, during this difficult time, made ourselves available for others. Feeding the needy, caring for the destitute, lending a patient ear to the elderly, being the good Samaritan in someone’s life by donating plasma – we did all of these without worrying about our own safety or any expectation.  The doctors, nurses, paramedics, police, front line workers and volunteers caring for the covid19 patients were the finest examples of human resilience in action.

This is also the theme of my message to you on your birthday, my sweat one!

As you grow and write your own rules to navigate the world, never underestimate the power of human resilience. Cultivate it with a maniacal fervor. Then sprinkle it with oodles of compassion.

If you can do this, you are sorted for life. No highflying university degree, no royalty or blue blood and no luck will be required for you to chase your dreams.

Remember this mantra always. This is also the core of the Ubuntu philosophy – common humanity – a person is a person through other people.

Nearer home, one of our sacred Hindu text – the Maha Upanishad laid this down may centuries ago – the concept of Vasudhaiva Kutumbakam – the world is but one large family.

You will read more about these as you grow older.

So princess, remember these words of your Babaa. The darkest hour of the night is always followed by sunrise. Nothing is permanent here, so let us share our talents with others and love each one equally. Let us be kind and sensitive to each other’s needs. The Earth is equally yours as it is mine.

Before I sign off, I wish to share these beautiful lines with you, I picked them up from a forwarded message that I received on social media:

I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.

I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more…

I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.

I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.

I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting…
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.

I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good- bye.

 

Love, hugs, and kisses Aamu – Today on your special day - I wish you enough! Do good, be kind and in the process live your life just enough!

 

Yours

Babaa